Chapter 351

"Cough, cough!" A middle-aged man with a black and gray face came out of the kitchen ruins and hurriedly shook his hands at the masters and disciples of Shenshui who came around. "No, no, no, no! No cough! Don't be nervous

Although Murong nettle's expression was calm, he still smoked and smoked involuntarily at the corner of his mouth.

Sure enough, the friend of erhuo is also a erhuo! She shouldn't promise those two goods. It's not good for her to come here and live in an inn! Why save those two expenses! It's only one night for the Communist Party!

Lu Yun covers his face half with sleeves and laughs twice. "It seems that our dinner tonight is in hot water."

"Ah, it's OK, it's OK! I'll get ready again. You go to the living room and wait! "

"The kitchen is fried for you. What else can you prepare?" Yang Guorong easily a chestnut, heavy fall on the middle-aged man's head.

Everyone's mouth is slightly drawn, and they only feel happy with the picture.

"Let's get some brackets and simply bake them!" Murong URT turns to look at Prince mo.

"I can do it all." Ink lotus light smile.

"Yes, Mr. Mo and younger martial sister just came back with a big basket of vegetables. They have all kinds of meat and vegetables. It's really timely!"

So a group of people are busy building grills, washing dishes and picking dishes. They work together in a very fast way.

When night fell, the three pots of stewed pork ribs soup on the scaffold were already braving the white mist and smelling sweet.

Arbor was afraid that the vegetables were not enough, so he secretly took a lot of food out of the store.

Everyone enjoyed the meal very much. Half of Murong URT took two jars of wine from the inner world and drank with two younger martial sisters.

Under the night sky, the little girl's face was set off by a slight fire, and a cluster of fireworks were set off in the distance somehow.

The broken fireworks of stars bloomed under the whole black screen, lighting up the night.

With her chin in one hand, Mo Lian's eyes fell on her face. The little girl was holding a small bowl of soup in her hand and drinking it with her head down. She looked so cute.

Occasionally, I look up at the people of the clan, and the eyes are particularly moving. Where there is the slightest chill and coldness, it's all a touch of warmth.

But arbor didn't know. On such a night, all the teachers and apprentices would have a barbecue and talk happily. Maybe there won't be any more

Her eyes fell on the master who raised a glass and met uncle Lu. The two sisters looked at each other and smiled. They were very happy, at least at the moment.

Murong URT and Lu Yun drink up their drinks. Yang Guorong bites a hot pig's hoof and looks at them. The scene with a slight hook on the corner of his mouth is like a slightly flowing ink painting, which is in the heart of the little facial paralysis. It will never be the same.

Bang! The fireworks in the distance are gorgeous and fast disappearing.

After the crowd dispersed, they went back to their rooms to have a rest. Only a little embers on the grill were slightly burning, and a spark was faintly twinkling

On the second day, when it was still dark, the crowd was ready to go.

Horse riding can only reach the front of the marsh, after which people can only walk without horses.

A large wetland appeared in front of us. The water and grass were luxuriant. There was a layer of black water under it. The trees stretched out their branches like melons and jujubes, which was a dark and humid sign.

"Ah!" After a low, hoarse cry, a strange bird with bald wings flew over the crowd from a slanting branch.